Things change fast   But this too shall pass   Better carve it on your forehead   Or tattoo it on your ass   Cause who can tell   When the clock strikes twelve   If today’s become tomorrow   Or if it’s all just gone to hell      My friend makes rings   She swirls and sings   She’s a mystic in the sense   That she’s still mystified by things   But scared to ask   How can nothing last   Cause like a cancer in your body   It all just goes too fast      We think too big   We think our self is one whole thing   And we claim that this collection   Has a name and is a being   But deep inside   When every cell divides   It sets upon the rule that states   Self-interest is divine      Cancer, too   Lives by this golden rule   That you must do unto the others   As the others unto you   All for the best   Cause that’s all the life accepts   And so we kill it like a buffalo   With awe and with respect      Don’t ask God   Just ask the sky   She’ll tell it to you plainly   In the clouds that whisper by   And praise the shapes   And then praise the way they change   And they’ll teach you not to pray to light   Without you pray to rain      So I pray to hands   And I pray to needs   And I pray to blades of grass   To find forgiveness in the weeds   But as for health   I just never did believe   And so I never prayed myself   Except to those that prayed for me      The story goes   Or the way that I was told   There was a king that always felt too high   And then he fell too low   And so he called   All the wise men to the hall   And begged them for a gift   To end the rises and the falls      And here’s the thing   They came back with a ring   It was simple and was plainly   Unbefitting of a king   Engraved in black   It had no front or back   But there were words around the band that said   Just know: This Too Shall Pass